Reborn As A Evil Dragon

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"I don't want to be a low-level devil, so I can only communicate with the great bottomless abyss, hoping to please it and transform myself into a more powerful demon!" Victor said.

"But..." Just as the young man was about to speak, a Yugoloth demon behind him caught him with its tongue and stuffed him into its mouth.

"Hehe, don't blame me. Human nature is like this. I'm just stronger than you, so I still have many choices!" Victor's will, which brought him this far, was not something ordinary people could shake.

"Human, I appreciate your will!" The Vrock demon looked at Victor and praised him.

The bottomless abyss is inherently chaotic and disorderly; family and friendship are meaningless. If Victor, a naturally evil and rational soul with strong willpower, is truly transformed into a demon by the abyss, his achievements will certainly be significant.

"Now there is only some breath of the abyss. It is not enough to please it and draw its gaze here!" Victor looked at the city he had built around him without any emotion.

It was a pity that so many human souls and bodies still could not attract the abyss's attention.

"So you are the source of everything!" The gold dragon in the sky said coldly, staring at Victor below.

"If you kill this gold dragon, it should be enough!" Victor ignored the gold dragon's killing intent.

He had originally planned for the black dragon to come here, but there was not enough time to devise a proper plan.

It was regrettable at first, but he had not expected another true dragon.

Under different circumstances, he might have been very afraid, but this time was different.

"Kurst, are you sure you can kill this gold dragon?" Victor asked directly.

"Hehe, I'm not sure!" the Vrock demon replied.

Seeing Victor's expression, he grinned mischievously and said, "But other demons can!"

Nikaros Mokster fell to the ground and drove his bloody giant axe into the earth.

He grabbed a few human corpses and drew blood to begin casting a spell.

The blood formed a powerful magic circle under his control.

"Transmission from another plane!"

Then, a massive figure appeared in front of everyone.

A five-meter-tall humanoid figure with wings on its back and flames engulfing its body walked out of the magic circle.

Its crimson skin resembled flowing magma, and its massive black horns pierced the sky.

The huge wings on its back burned with flames, its shoulders bore spiked armor, and its waist was girded with a metal belt adorned with the head of an unknown creature.

The long flame whip in its right hand and the massive beheading sword in its left hand revealed its identity.

This was the signature weapon of a Balor!

"Balor!" Argenta's expression changed upon seeing the new demon appear in the sky.

"Argenta, is this demon powerful?" The elf Delia's body trembled. As a forest elf, she instinctively felt the demon's terrifying presence.

"Balor is the most powerful of the known Tanar'ri demons in the bottomless abyss, because every Balor, even a newborn one, is a legendary demon! Balors are very rare demons!" Argenta said, her voice heavy with worry.

How could such a powerful demon appear here?

"It's actually a Balor!" I observed the battlefield through the chain of soul.

The Balor is a very special existence in the bottomless abyss.

These demons are rare, and in the bottomless abyss, Balors typically serve powerful demon lords.

They are all officers or generals of demon armies, and some Balors will eventually become powerful demon lords themselves.

They lead countless demon armies to invade other planes!

In the bottomless abyss, strength is paramount, and the fact that Balors can rise to power is a testament to their strength.

They are legendary creatures, like dragons born to dominate.

"This gold dragon is probably doomed!" I thought as I looked at the gold dragon on the field.

This Balor likely hadn't embarked on the path of the legend or the path of a slayer yet.

Even so, it was not something this young gold dragon could contend with, and even adult gold dragons might struggle against it. Adult gold dragons are formidable, ranking at the 15th order and being among the strongest of their kind.

Only mature or ancient dragons could stabilize the situation against such a foe.

"Kurst, without the Dark Portal, I arrived here on an entropy ship. You must fulfill your promise!" The newly arrived Balor said, paying no heed to the field's events.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ibrahimovic, your request will be fulfilled! But first, this gold dragon in the way can be your appetizer!" the Vrock demon replied humbly.

Barlow the Balor turned to the gold dragon in the sky.

"It's been a long time since I drank dragon's blood! Is there really only one gold dragon?" Barlow licked his lips.

"Balor the Balor! Then come!"

Geraint's eyes sparkled.

He opened his massive mouth and unleashed his breath directly at Balor.

Barlow didn't react to the scorching gold dragon's breath.

Golden-red flames swept over the demon's body.

However, Balor simply stretched out his flame whip and casually swung it a few times, splitting the dragon flame. The remaining flame breath had no effect on the Balor.

As a Balor, its fire resistance was extraordinary.

In a sense, it actually countered Geraint.

"Is that all?"

The temperature around the Balor rose rapidly, and the ground and buildings burst apart under the intense heat.

Magma-like liquid formed on the ground.

Some souls and human warriors who had no time to escape were instantly melted.

This was a natural evil aura!

"Gold dragon, once I defeat you, I will make your head my armor and take your soul to the bottomless abyss to show you the price of offending me!"

Balor's voice had a unique, powerful effect of "Law: Deterrence."

All the creatures present felt a sense of fear deep within their souls.

Under this strange mental assault, some human warriors immediately knelt down, not daring to move even as the spirits around them attacked.

As a dragon, Geraint had a strong physique. Although he was affected a little at first, the pride of the gold dragon made him unwilling to accept fear.

"I'm going to help my brother, Delia, find a place to hide!" Seeing that the situation was dire, Argeta became anxious.

After telling Delia to be careful, she left and ran toward the battlefield.

"Gold dragons are best known for their fire attacks, so you should try this as well!" Balor said indifferently.

"Firestorm!"

At a distance of more than 100 meters around Balor, the surrounding air seemed to ignite.

The temperature sharply rose, and countless flames appeared out of thin air, instantly injuring or killing the remaining human fighters.

Then the flames formed into a firestorm and swept toward the gold dragon, Geraint.

It didn't feel good for Geraint to face this extreme temperature.

As a gold dragon, his fire resistance was high, but this kind of heat was still unbearable.

A layer of gold-red flames appeared on the surface of his body, isolating the firestorm from the outside.

Balor the Balor did not disappoint.

With a wave of its right hand, the flame whip in its grasp extended to over 100 meters.

Clap!

The flame whip, resembling a fiery snake, carried intense flames as it lashed toward the gold dragon in the sky.

It was as fast as lightning!

Facing the flame whip, Geraint began to dodge using his exceptional flying skills.

But the flame whip seemed to have a will of its own, and it kept pursuing Geraint.

At the same time, Balor the Balor appeared suddenly behind Geraint.

Its massive beheading sword slashed at the gold dragon's head.

An overwhelming danger flooded Geraint's mind, and his instincts kicked in, causing him to narrowly avoid the attack.

But a thick flame shot out from the beheading sword and hit Geraint's body.

Immediately, the gold dragon's scales turned black and shattered, and Geraint's figure plummeted forcefully toward the strangling net of flame whips.

If trapped, the fight would be over.

"Brother! Roar~"

Puff!

A breath of cold air swept across the entire Flame Whip, restraining it.

Geraint seized the opportunity and quickly flew aside.

Barlow the Balor turned his head to look, and an extraordinarily beautiful silver dragon appeared next to Geraint.

"Interesting, I thought you wouldn't make a move!" Barlow the Balor licked his lips.

It possessed true seeing, which allowed it to see through all pretenses and falsehoods.

It recognized Algeta as a silver dragon the moment she arrived.

"Algerta, you shouldn't have come!" Geraint said.

Algerta knew some form of space teleportation, and she could leave here after a brief casting period. He had originally planned for Algerta to teleport away with Delia.

He would hold off the opponent alone!

"Brother, something's strange here—the space teleportation technique has failed!" Algerta said in a clear voice.

"What?" Geraint turned to see the black and purple magic circle surrounding him.

This magic circle was capable of sealing space, but how had Algerta teleported to his side just now?

"You can't escape, so we have all the time to play this game!" Barlow the Balor said calmly.

Only then did Geraint begin to take notice of his surroundings.

There were almost no living people left in the entire city of Voltan.

Without Geraint's restraint, the Yugoloth demons slaughtered human fighters and spellcasters as if they were mere vegetables.

The impact of the flame storm and the evil aura of Barlow the Balor earlier had also caused even more casualties.

The entire city had been reduced to ruins.

At this point, only five or six survivors remained on the ground, including the elf Delia.

The rest had been transformed into abyssal souls...

"Hehe, human, there are actually two metal dragons in your city. This is quite a great gift!" Vrock looked at the two dragons with greed in his eyes.

"Can the two metal dragons handle it?" Victor asked, gazing at the three in the sky.

"Hehe, Victor, you are not one of us yet. I'll forgive your ignorance this time, but when you reach the bottomless abyss, you will truly understand what it means to be a Balor demon!" Vrock demon said disdainfully.

Victor fell silent, his thoughts elsewhere.

"Great existence, I am about to be killed by demons!" someone said, their voice filled with despair at the surrounding devastation.

"Persevere!" another responded, watching the scene with great interest.

Golden dragon, silver dragon, and Barlow the Balor! All of them were extraordinary!

The silver dragon lived up to its reputation; it was incredibly beautiful! And being a female only made it more enticing.

Her silvery-white, smooth scales and slender, graceful figure...

And the Balor was formidable as well. Let's continue to watch, and once they both weaken from the battle, we can take advantage of the situation.

"Brother, let's fight together!" Algerta looked at the Balor before them with determination.

"Yes, the Balor doesn't seem as powerful as it does in the inheritance memory. I might not be able to defeat it alone, but with you by my side, we can definitely win!" Geraint replied.

"It seems you need to experience what true power really means. I don't want to fight weaklings like you!" Balor said impatiently.

"Spirituality!"

Suddenly, Geraint and Algerta felt dizzy.

By the time their bodies overcame the mental assault, it was too late.

Barlow the Balor had already reached them.

With one swift movement, the flaming whip wrapped around Geraint, and the beheading sword plunged directly into his body.

It pinned him firmly to the ground.

"I don't want t…!"

Algerta never expected Balor to defeat her brother so quickly.

She attempted to intervene, but Balor would not give her the opportunity.

It grabbed Algerta's dragon wing like a chick.

Algerta's long neck snapped toward Balor's arm in a vicious bite.

The Balrog retaliated, using its other arm to tear at her back, causing her dragon scales to shatter, with bright red blood flowing from her silver-white skin.

With a brutal kick, Algerta was sent crashing to the ground next to Geraint, like a broken kite.

"Algerta!" Geraint cried out, seeing his sister lying beside him, badly injured.

He regretted allowing his sister to come here to witness the black dragons.

Not to mention taking the initiative to get involved in this kind of thing, he regretted it at this moment.

But his body was bound by the flame whip, and his body was nailed to the ground by the beheading sword.

He had completely lost the ability to fight!

"Brother, I'm... all right..." Algerta said in a daze.

Bright red dragon's blood flowed from her back, and Balor's attack seemed to have some kind of serious injury effect.

The powerful self-healing ability of being a dragon seemed to have lost its effect.

"It's so powerful, Balor. When you're serious, you can kill two true metallic dragons at once!" Victor looked longingly at Balor's massive form.

"The weak should have the consciousness of the weak!" Barlow the Balor landed on the ground and looked down at the two true dragons.

"Master Ibrahimovic is really powerful!" Vrock Demon exclaimed.

"I will bring these two true dragons back to the Abyss. I want to treat them well. You can continue with the work here!" Balor waved his hand and began walking toward the two giant dragons.

At this moment, the eyes of the two dragons were filled with despair. Where was the bottomless abyss?

Suddenly, Balor looked up into the air, and a dozen huge boulders, wreathed in flames, were hurtling toward him.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of Voltan Town, inside a luxurious mansion shielded by high-tier protective enchantments, the atmosphere was one of comfort and indulgence. The mansion's defenses hummed with hidden power, keeping out the foul Abyssal breath that had begun seeping through the town. The air within was pristine and still, as though the troubles of the outside world were nothing more than an illusion.

Inside, the prince reclined on an elegant sofa, his dark, neatly combed hair catching the golden candlelight as he lazily sipped from a fine vintage. His features were sharp and regal, exuding an air of superiority he had carefully cultivated. Across from him sat his fiancée, Laura, a striking figure draped in crimson silk that clung to her form. Her dark eyes gleamed with intelligence and curiosity as she watched him, a half-smile lingering on her lips.

As they savored the moment, a guard burst into the room, breathless and urgent. "My prince," he panted, "the mercenaries and adventurers have gathered. The Voltan family's forces are preparing to depart for the dragon's lair."

The prince's eyes sharpened with interest. "So, it's true," he mused, swirling his wine.

Laura, who had been studying him quietly, leaned forward, her voice laced with both amusement and suspicion. "And why exactly are we here in Voltan City, hm?" she asked, raising a brow.

The prince gave her a confident smile, setting his glass down. "If they manage to slay the dragon," he said, "there will be wealth, relics, and dragon blood to be claimed. If they fail, I lose nothing. Either way, I stand to gain."

Laura rolled her eyes but couldn't help smirking at his calculating tone. "Always one to keep an eye on the spoils, aren't you?"

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A tremor reverberated through the mansion, as though an unseen force pressed against its protective barrier. Faint whispers of dark magic crackled outside, the unnatural energy crawling against the shield. The guard's face went pale as he realized what was happening. "Demons…" he whispered, horrified.

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